This is a song about "My babys dad went to prison"

Not my fault you went university to learn retail,

Millionaire frames, that's money on my mind, wale

Got a fuckin' blog that needs a post? i can get it done

Cause im not quite the type of nigga to spend my life in prison

Keep the digital ruler at arm's length of the ruger

That my uncle todd and brother rod went to vancouver

Alcoholic dad died of damaged liver..step dad was also a leaver he succumbed to my shovel/

Smoking sherm, drinking malt liquor, father forgive 'emme and my girlfriend, hustling, fell in love with the struggle

And maybe one day his kids, something that he'll live for

If you went to prison youde aim to drop the soap faster

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns

Just know my lyrics went to your head to stop the violence

My flow fatal ready to disable the bus and break him down like a babys cradle

I tried to convince them but those guys are dull, they just kicked their minds outta their skull.

Back like i never ever left in the first

No new babys to be born into the world